My House of Horrors

The cabin of 104 became more shady and depressed, and something seemed to be standing beside Chen Gong, not quite clear.

The middle-aged woman slowly took her hand out of her pocket and her body was trembling.

No more bullshit from Chen Gong, she took the initiative to put the child in the outside seat.

Chen Gong picked up the boy in the seat, had the temperature, could clearly feel the beating of the heart, the child was a living person.

“Why do middle-aged women take their children to the eastern suburbs? Do they think it's easier for kids to be pushmen? ”

Chen Song has seen many tragedies in the eastern suburbs, and the main characters of these tragedies are children. For the time being, Chen Song wonders why.

Coming to the back door of the bus, Chen Gong did not get out of the car, nor did he give the child directly to the red raincoat.

He had heard Fan Chung say that there had been an ending when he played that game and that Xiaobu had been taken away by the red raincoat.

The red raincoat should not have been Brit's mother, but she eventually took Brit away, who might have used Brit as a substitute for her child.

For this end, Chan Song doesn't know if it's good or bad. Compared to death, it's definitely a good ending, but it's not fair to Bu himself.

At this time, the situation he was facing was similar to that in the game, the boy was in a coma in the car, and nobody knew if he was a child in a red raincoat.

If he is handed over to the red raincoat, it is not expected that the red raincoat will refuse, possibly even using the boy as a substitute.

Gently lifting the boy's face, Chen Gong said to the red raincoat in the rain outside the car: “Is he your child? ”

The red raincoat's eyes softened a lot, and she didn't answer Chen Gong's question, but just took a step forward.

“Looks like he's not.” Chen Gong had been staring at the red raincoat, and a mother waiting in the heavy rain on the bus station could never have behaved so calmly after seeing her lost child.

Chen Gong took a step back and placed the child in the seat beside him.

The red raincoat saw Chen Gong put the child aside and made a low sound in her mouth stitched by blood silk. The gentleness in her eyes instantly disappeared. A piece of blood silk gushed from the bottom of her eyes. It was very scary.

“I only promised to help you find the baby, not to give it to you.” A month ago, I lent Chen Gong some guts, and he wouldn't dare talk to Red in front of me like that.

But now it is different. He is standing on the spiritual vehicle, and there is a sound beside him. Zhang Ya, although injured, is not sleeping, and can wake up at any time. This is his bottom gas.

“You look a little unhappy?” Chen Gong looked up and down at the red raincoat with a shattered skull hammer: “I'm curious, you know your child could be in this car, why don't you come up and check it out yourself? What are you afraid of? ”

The stitched mouth could not make a sound, and the red filament on it began to twist as soon as the lips moved.

The red raincoat was emotionally agitated and revealed her pain and anger.

“You've been guarding the bus station, searching for your own children, haven't you been separated at the station? What happened to you while you were searching for him after you lost the baby? ”

Chan Gong's words reminded her of what had happened in the past. A painful memory flashed through her mind, and the rain washed over her, and when she fell to the ground, it had turned to blood.

During the rainy night, the woman stood alone at the station and the blood spread slowly under her feet.

A black-blue blood vessel poured out on her pale face, and the woman raised her face, and she wanted to open her mouth, and the blood thread that held her lip was stretched out a little bit.

She twisted her face and stepped towards Chan Song.

Standing at the door of the car, Chen Quo guarded the boy and looked quietly at the red raincoat: “You are afraid, I can see the fear in your heart, you don't want to get in this car, you dare not, you are worried about the real owner of this car, right? ”

It is a terrible thing for other ghost passengers for a living person to talk so calmly about the fear inside the red.

The red raincoat ended up parked at the door, and she knew that the car belonged to something that existed, and stepping on it was tantamount to violating each other's taboos.

“Your child disappeared in this car, but you didn't even have the courage to step on it because of taboos. How can you find your own child like this?” Chen Guo reached out his hand to the red raincoat under the eyes of all the passengers in the car: “Get in the car, let's look together. ”

The blood slipped from the raincoat soaked the platform, and the red raincoat stopped at the door of the 104 Road Ring, and the expression was painfully tangled.

She's a red jacket from the eastern suburbs, and getting in the car is like breaking a pact with other ghosts and going to the opposite side of them.

Chen Guo saw the anxiety and pain of the red raincoat. He took a step forward and put his hand gently on the shoulder of the red raincoat.

The rain wet his clothes, but he looked straight into the red raincoat's eyes as if he hadn't noticed: "Don't hesitate, I'm sure when your child wakes up from a nightmare, he'll want to see you open his eyes too. ”

The driver in the driver's seat stared through the rear mirror at the rear door, and when he saw Chen Gong confronting the red jacket outside the station, his heart pounded.

His feet had been placed on the throttle, and once both sides had fought, as soon as Chen Gong left the bus, he would quickly flee the place, but then things would go differently than he thought.

The out-of-control red raincoat slowly calmed down again, and she lifted one hand towards the inside of the car, something that had never happened.

The red raincoat had been guarded outside the door and had never even touched the 104.

“One more? ”

The driver's throat was trembling, and he felt that the lives of all the cars were now in his hands and under a lot of pressure.

After Chan Song persuaded him, Red Rain Clothes finally made a decision, but as her hand reached into the 104th Road Ring, the cries of the child suddenly came from both sides of the road.

When she heard the sound, the red raincoat seemed to think of something terrible, and her hand, which had been stretched out, immediately retrieved. Her eyes filled with blood, looked at Chen Song and stopped for a few seconds before turning away from the station.

“What's going on? ”

The door was closed, and the 104th Road Ring headed forward. Chen Gong looked at the empty platform, a little confused.

He walked next to the driver's seat with a crushed hammer, and without waiting for him to talk, the driver quickly explained: “I don't know anything. I'm a night bus driver, really! ”

That's what the driver said, and Chen Gong couldn't keep asking. He put the crushed hammer back in his backpack, hugged the boy, and sat next to the doctor again.

“Nor is it entirely unproductive, or at least much closer to the red raincoat.” Chen Gong turned his head and saw the burn doctor staring at his backpack, seemingly not yet relieved of what had just happened.